Soothsayer

God is such a tease. For giving me one of the most beautiful things in the world, and expecting me to return it. Like a borrowed library book. Like the book was the best freaking book in the world and I'm at the cliffhanger, and I'm told that if I read more I'll burn to death.

To be honest I'd rather.

Perhaps it's a lesson. Perhaps it's a blessing in disguise. Instead of a loss of inspiration, it is the inspiration itself that will drive me. Either to excellence or to destruction.

Not the risk that I've always dreamed of.

She says "I'm glad". I'm not.

But I'll make it. Just like I always do.